Hubby’s cock slid out of Sharon’s well-fucked pussy and he grunted as he pushed off her back. She blinked at him and smiled as he kissed her. She giggled as his bristles brushed her chin. He smiled back and made his way to the bathroom to shower. Sharon leaned back and listened to the shower as she lightly stroked her clit. Sharon had a long day ahead of her, starting with a drive to see her daughter at her college, and needed to get going.
She threw on yoga pants and a tank top and went out to the kitchen. Her youngest daughter was already there, and they talked about the trip while Sharon made our morning coffee. She was jealous f her overnight and Sharon promised that she would go on the next trip..
Her husband came down and took over so tahat Sharon could shower They finally got out of the house and into my husband’s car, and I stayed in the driveway and waved at them until they were around the corner. I glanced over at my neighbor’s house. The curtains were still drawn and both cars were in the driveway and I smiled to myself as I went inside.
As I walked I could feel my husband’s cum working its way out. I reached into my yoga pants ad felt how slick and puffy I still was, and I leaned over the kitchen counter and slowly rubbed my clit till I had another nice orgasm, then another. I wiggled my hips with a smile and refilled my coffee, pulling my list to me: Grocery store, cleaners, garden store – my Saturday was going to be busy. I sipped my coffee and edited my list and easily swayed my hips and thighs together, feeling the little jolts from my clit. I shook my head and finished my coffee: I needed to get going. There was plenty of time to play later.
I was in the shower now, trying to ignore the rush of warm water running down my tummy and between my legs, until I couldn’t take it anymore. I adjusted the shower stream and leaned against the wall of the shower and let the warm water pulses beat against my clit. I came again hard a couple of times as I cleaned my husband’s cum off of me. I dried and dressed quickly and thirty minutes later was in my van with my list. For once I could park in front of Starbucks and I did. I walked out a few minutes later, suspicious that the man behind me had been checking out my ass. I caught my reflection in the store window as I walked by; I stopped and walked back slowly. He was, and with good reason. My thong and ass were very visible through my old worn tghts. I sighed and got in my car. I had a long sweater in the back if I was that worried about it.
I drank my coffee and looked at the list, slowly rubbing my thighs together, closing my eyes at the little sparks from my clit. Stop, I told myself. You’re never going to get anything done. At that moment there was a tap at my window. It was the meter maid, pointing at my now-expired meter. I nodded and smiled and started the van up, driving on to my next stop.
Once I was out of the cleaners I decided to skip the garden center and headed to the grocery store. I knew that it would be less crowded at this hour and that was the big stop of the day. I could always go look at flats of flowers another time. I parked near the front of the store and pushed my cart into the store. It was ridiculously cold in there. I could feel my nipples start to harden and rub against my plain bra and fuck. My arousal went through the roof. I was not at the point where I was fingering the zucchini or eyeing up the cucumbers, but I was starting to lose my mind.
Halfway down the bread aisle my cart was bumped. I looked up to see Jonathan, Sue’s son.
“Hi, Mrs. D, how are you today?” He smiled at me.
“I’m fine. Jonathan,” I replied. I smiled at him. “I’m surprised to see you here. I usually run into your mother here on Saturday mornings.”
“Oh, Mom’s sleeping in,” he said. “She had a late night.” He reddened but smiled.
“Whereas you are as fresh as a daisy,” I said. “And she probably had an early morning, too.”
“Something like that,” he replied. “I had to get up for an early court time and said I would handle the shopping since I was already out.” I then realized he was in his warmups and had come to the store on his way home. “They should build more courts,” I told him. He laughed. “I wish! Never going to happen.”
We made small talk for a few more minutes before I told him that I needed to get going, but that I was going to try to make it over to their house later. “Your Mom mentioned cocktails,” I told him.
“Huh,” he laughed. He put particular stress on the first syllable. “Cocktails.”
“Behave,” I told him. “Or I’ll tell your mother.”
He laughed again. “I’d like to see that.”
“Okay,” I told him. “I’m leaving now.” I moved my cart around his and kept on down the aisle. “See you later.”
“Mrs D, Mrs D!” he called. “You dropped your wallet.”
I turned around and looked down; it must slipped out of the top of the cart and been kicked. We both headed for it at the same time but I was closer and bent down to retrieve it just as Jonathan came up to me. I straightened up and smiled at him. “Thank you.” I looked at his face again. His eyes were wide but focused and he rested his hand lightly on my hip.
“You’re welcome, Mrs. D” He smiled again and blushed looked down. I looked down too and could see his erection through his warmups. I looked up at him and raised my eyebrows. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I couldn’t help it. When you bent over like that I could see your thong and your ass and it was like…boom.”
I looked up at him again and pursed my lips, then looked around him and checked behind me before reaching out and stroking his cockhead through his warmups. It was the size of a walnut. “Fuckkkk..” He moaned quietly. I reached up a little farther and squeezed again and he moaned again, more loudly.
“Follow me, I told him. Just…leave your damned cart here and come back for it. But follow me, Jonathan. Follow me now.”
“But what about my cart,” he spluttered. The poor boy wasn’t keeping up very well.
I stopped and turned to him. “Your choice,” I told him. “It will either be here when you get back or you’ll have to start over again.” I smiled at him. “Seems like a pretty easy decision.”
He smiled back and I turned and walked quickly out of the store. I didn’t even check to see if he was behind me. I got in my van and sat in it until he got in a minute later. He told me I was a fast walker and I laughed. He reached for me and I told him “Wait.” I pulled out of my space and drove slowly around the store. “Get in the back,’ I told him. He clambered back between the seats as I found a space away from the main lot facing a small stand of trees. I left the car running so we would still have air conditioning and climbed back between the seats. He was sitting there rubbing his cock through his warmups. I settled between his legs and pulled them and his shorts down and off one leg before taking his cock in my mouth.
“Oh, shit” he breathed. He put his hands on my head as I licked his balls and shaft and sucked his head hard, stroking him. Oh shit goddam that’s so good. Fuck your mouth is amazing.”
I popped his cock out of my mouth and stroked it slowly. “Your cock tastes different,” I told him. “You didn’t shower after you fucked her this morning, did you.” I squeezed his cock and he groaned out loud. “Tell me,” I said. “You didn’t, did you.”
He groaned again and moaned “No, no I didn’t. Fuck, don’t stop. I didn’t know I would be doing this, that’s for sure.” He recovered enough to laugh a little.
“Bastard.” I took him deep once more, milking him with the back of my throat. He groaned and his legs stiffened and I pulled my mouth back from him. “No no no,” I told him. “Not yet. Mama’s gonna get hers first.” I stood up and leaned over him, trying to tug down my tights with one hand. “Help me, goddammit,” I told him. “I can’t do this by myself.” He reached up and helped slide them down over my ass and hips, and I pushed them down till I had them on one leg. I looked back down at my leg. “I am so fucking classy,” I said out loud. “But cock is cock. Steady that thing,” I told him and when he had I sank down on it. “Ooohhh fuck your cock is nice,” I breathed into his neck. “Fuck fuck fuck your cock is so good.”
Jonathan rested his hands on my hips and started to move me. I bounced and ground on him. He lifted my top and pushed my bra up over my tits to bite and suck my nipples. I felt my orgasm building and pounded his hard young cock harder, till I let out a sharp cry and came in hard rolling waves, hanging on while he pounded into me until he came too, bellowing and flooding my pussy with his cum. I got off him and swung around on the seat, leaning over to lick and suck his now-sensitive cock clean. I reached down to pull my tights up and try and contain the river of mixed cum running out of me and down my legs.
A few minutes later we had recovered sufficiently to drive back to the front of the store. He got out slowly, as if he had been beaten up Before he closed the door he looked back in at me. “Are you coming back in?” he asked.
I gestured at the cum soaking through my tights. “No, I told him. I’ll go tomorrow. See you tonight.” He waved as I drove away, I watched him walking slowly back to his car like an old man, and I laughed out loud.
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Well written and very sexy, I’d like to read what happens next, continue!
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